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The curse jar model number was X-711. According to Camilla, this was a brand-new number. In other words, it was a new disaster object that the Miller family had just discovered in the Old Continent.

Even they probably haven’t figured out exactly what it’s used for yet.

The only confirmed abilities now are individual curse immunity and assisting in the training of Breathing Method.

Just these two effects alone are enough to make it an invaluable treasure.

Leonard Churchill thought about a lot for a moment, his eyes glowing with anticipation.

Although there was augmentation in the labyrinth before, it wasn’t as exaggerated as last night. Could it be because he wasn’t carrying the jar with him?

Or are there other environmental factors that may impact its amplifying ability?

But he wasn’t in a hurry to figure it all out.

No one knew he had this thing now, and he had plenty of time in the future to slowly test the effects of this jar.

The dining hall had started serving food, so Leonard didn’t continue to stay in the morgue and went up.

He had to start carrying out corpse collection missions today.

In a blink of an eye, half a month passed.

Leonard, in his new identity, continued to be an unnoticeable Corpse Collector at the Golden Oak branch office in Eastern District 5.

His daily life was a cycle of going on missions, gathering bodies, cremating bodies, and practicing.

It was regular, ordinary, and unnoticeable.

During this time, the attempted assassination of Governor Stan Miller began to escalate continuously.

Like the tsunami after an earthquake, massive shock waves hit Sinless City one wave after another.

Battles were happening in the city every day.

Apart from the gangs, many people with unclear influences also got involved.

Without the common enemy of the Miller family’s Governor’s Mansion, the inter-gang turf wars in Sinless City became more frequent.

It seemed that many other powers were fanning the flames behind the scenes.

All the Corpse Collectors in the major districts were working at full capacity, and the crematories were running non-stop.

Not only were there more bodies, but their quality was also getting higher and higher.

The bodies they used to collect were mostly Card Master Apprentices.

But gradually, bodies of First Tier card masters, and even Second Tier card masters, lay in the streets…

The contamination of the bodies became stronger and mutation incidents occurred more frequently.

A few local Corpse Collector squads had encountered body mutation incidents while out in the field, bodies reanimating on the scene, in the vehicle, and crawling out in the morgue… there was a surge in such bizarre incidents.

The occupational hazard level skyrocketed.

Even when Golden Oak Corporation raised their salary, they were still short of staff at any given time.

But for Leonard, this was a piece of good news.

The attribute he could devour daily has become more and more.

The new leader of Team Five and several old employees also squeezed everything they could from this “unsociable” newcomer.

Now, Leonard was the only one in and out of the morgue.

Delivery of the bodies, incineration, all the dirty and tiring labor was done by him.

Leonard didn’t mind and took it in his stride, playing his role of a “nobody” in the company.

One day.

In the murky atmosphere of the third basement floor.

With a “whoosh” “whoosh”, the sound of wind being cut echoed in the open corridor. Intermittently, you could hear rhythmic heavy panting.

Leonard, bare-chested, was doing squats and sit-ups in the morgue, while practicing some basic combat moves.

His physique at this moment was completely different from the emaciated state when he first arrived, he was now muscular and robust.

Not only were his muscles big, but their lines were also extremely smooth.

His sweaty body gleamed as if he had applied a thin layer of oil. It gave off a steel-like visual effect to the naked eye.

At this moment, Leonard was doing push-ups in a handstand position, counting in his mind, “197,198,199….200!”

Once he hit two hundred, he sprang up lightly and landed on the ground.

Even though the Demon’s Feast could digest the superhuman traits of the bodies for growth, if the human muscles did not undergo resistance training, they would continue to atrophy, resulting in a decrease in strength.

Leonard wouldn’t want his good talent wasted due to laziness.

So, he would set aside time for training every day.

He had a temperament that could withstand loneliness and seemed to be a man obsessed with training.

However, as soon as his feet touched the ground, even though he tried to control it, the sound of his footsteps was unusually heavy.

A thud.

It sounded like a heavy object hitting the ground.

Upon careful observation, Leonard Churchill was wearing a heavy iron waistband around his waist, and there were iron blocks on his feet.

The weight he was carrying exceeded two hundred kilograms.

But almost every day or two, he would add another twenty kilograms.

The Corpse Collector had been busy lately, leaving insufficient time for his training. So, he had to increase the weight he carries during training, reducing his training time but enhancing its intensity, in an attempt to achieve an ideal training effect.

The spoils from the previous battle against the frost knight contained a large amount of high-end body recovery potions. This greatly aided Leonard Churchill.

Even with high-intensity training, his physical body didn’t show any drawbacks.

Through these monotonous day-to-day trainings, his attribute index was visibly increasing.

With the aid of the Demon’s Feast, his attributes had significantly evolved compared to half a month ago.

Leonard Churchill

Strength: 4.92

Physique: 4.77

Agility: 4.12

Tenacity: 4.02

Spirit: 6.11

Curse Power: 1554

Aura: Luck Gambler

Elemental Affinity: Dark 33/Light 9/Earth 11/Wind 8/Water 16/Fire 11/Spell 3/Wood 4

Skills: [Demon’s Feast Lvl(101/2000)],[Shadow Stealth Lvi(i3/500)],[Advanced Firearms Proficiency (1566/3000)]

[Golden Breathing Method Fragment Lvi(233/8oo)],[Intermediate Air Skills Mastery Lv2 (99/300)],[Beginner’s Combat Proficiency Lv2 (57/300)]

Before entering the Grand Cemetery Labyrinth, all of Leonard Churchill’s attribute indexes were around 3.

He was equivalent to a mid-level melee card disciple.

Now, all the data was approaching 5, a level some high-stage card disciples might have.

This exaggerated increase was credited to his consumption of the third-tier frost knight captain in the labyrinth and his collection of high-quality clientele during his recent stint at the morgue.

Not only that, his body’s indexes had undergone changes!

With the help of the [Curse Pot], and through his daily deep meditation, his Curse Power had reached an amazing 1554.

This was equivalent to the level 6 or 7 of a card disciple who practices the common breathing method.

However, according to the Golden Fragment, he was still a card disciple of stage two.

After all, his recitation had only reached the second stage.

If his ridiculously high index and rapid progress were known to others, no one would dare to believe it.

Included were all kinds of skills; his proficiency in breathing techniques, hand-to-hand combat, and air skills were all steadily increasing.

His fighting power was visibly growing.

With ease, he could leap tall walls, crush red bricks with his bare hands, his Hard Air Skill could even protect against common slashings…

These abilities, which would be considered superhuman in his previous life, were now easily available to him.

Leonard Churchill felt his condition was excellent.

He even felt that if his physical attributes continued to grow like this, the identity “Leonard the Third” wouldn’t last for long. He would need to disappear and then come back with a new identity.

He had only just started, and his breathing technique was only at the second stage, there was still a long way to go to reach the upper limit for Card Master Apprentices. There was still a lot of room for future improvement.

No matter how chaotic it is currently in Sinless City, he had no interest in getting involved. He wanted to stay in the morgue until he couldn’t improve anymore.

Without becoming an official Curse Card Master, you could only be a scapegoat in the current Sinless City.

After doing a set of bench presses and resting for a while, Leonard Churchill prepared to do another set with his other hand.

But at that moment, a voice suddenly came from the communication pipe on the wall, “Team Five, deploy for the mission!”

To Leonard Churchill, that announcement was all too familiar.

The frequency of tasks in recent days had been very high, often interrupting his training.

He quickly removed the extra weights from his body and stashed it in his Storage Ring.

He indeed wanted to carry the weights with him, but sitting on the Corpse Collector’s ancient steam truck with hundreds of kilos would easily make people notice something was off.

After wiping off his sweat and putting on his clothes, Leonard Churchill, carrying his toolkit, swiftly went upstairs, jumped onto the already running truck on the street, and raced away..